I started to walk away toward the bathroom where I could hide my tears, but Jack moved in front of me cutting off my escape route.
"What is it?" he asked. "I know you want to talk to me, but this is different."
"I..." What could I say? I'd planned my words all morning, but now the words refused to budge. It wasn't that hard to say. Yet it felt like I'd have to physically scrape my tongue from the roof of my mouth just to talk.
"Just say what you need to say." His frown intensified, and he drew in a breath, and for a moment, his eyes flickered from blue to wolf amber. A tick started in his jaw, but he remained quiet.
"I'm... pregnant." I crossed my arms over my chest, feeling utterly vulnerable in front of him now.
His jaw dropped open, and he glanced around the hallway before staring at me again. "I don't know what to say. I can't..." He let out a deep breath before shaking his head. "I can't deal with this right now." He turned to head toward the classroom, but he stopped and ran his gaze over me. "After class I'll swing by your dorm. I can give you my notes."
Nodding, I turned away from him as dread pooled into my gut and headed back toward my dorm. Part of me wanted to run, but that would look too obvious. I needed to try to keep calm if nothing else. The tears didn't fall, but they stayed close to the surface.
Back at the dorm, my roommate had left a note that she was out studying with some classmates for a quiz and wouldn't be back until late. Was she really studying? Did she have the same fear that I'd tell on her to her parents that I did her to mine? Regardless, I was happy she wouldn't be here for the talk.
Chapter Six
Jack
It was nearly impossible to concentrate on class after being given that news. I'd known something was up with Molly's scent when she was having a hard time saying it, but maybe I hadn't want to believe that it could be true. My pack's Alpha and the other high-ranking pack members had scolded me for getting too attached with the girl after James reported back to them, but they hadn't known that we'd been more connected than they realized.
I took as good of notes as I could given my preoccupation and went for a walk. My Alpha had always told me to talk with him instead of trying to keep important matters secret. Maybe it was time I finally did.
I pulled out my cell phone and dialed his number as I sat on a bench overlooking a large hallway that I could see without much trouble. No one would be able to come close and overhear me without me knowing.
"Jack, what a surprise to hear from you."
"Thanks, Alpha. I have to confess something. I'm sorry it's over the phone. I would come back and tell you in person, but I... I have to be here."
"Hmm... Spit it out then."
"I got a girl pregnant on campus. A human. She's not just any human... or girl." The words tumbled from my lips. "I care about her. She feels like she could be my mate."
"Is this the same girl James told me about?" Disappointment weighed on my Alpha's voice. "It seemed like you maintained your distance well enough before."
"I was a fool then. I didn't realize what was before my eyes, and I was so afraid the pack would hurt her. James tried before, and I didn't want him to try again."
The Alpha remained silent for a moment, and then responded, "Hmm. I guess you do have a point. You will have to watch over her and bring her into the pack when it's time. She can't be allowed to remain freely amongst humans after her cub is born. Do you understand this? As the father, you'll need to be there with her. If you're trying to be the next David Beckham, that might not be possible anymore."
I grinned, feeling a little more comfortable now that the Alpha was using some humor. "I know it might be tough, but I'll do what I need to do to keep her safe."
"Good. I'll expect you to uphold your word." Then the line disconnected. The Alpha wasn't much for goodbyes.
I rose to my feet and strode toward Molly's dorm, feeling something new in my step and demeanor. For weeks now I'd been agitated, but now I felt like I could breathe again.
I knocked on the door. It opened a few moments later, and Molly stared up at me with caution in her eyes. She turned and let me close the door behind us again. I glanced around the common area, and my gaze connected with the couch where it all had happened.
She sat at one edge and pulled her knees up to her chest. She'd changed from the nice skirt and blouse into a pair of yoga pants and a sweatshirt. It didn't matter. She was beautiful regardless. "Um. I'm sorry about..."
"You don't need to be." I dropped my backpack at one end of the couch and knelt in front of her. "I didn't act like I should have. I was trying to protect you ever since the first time I saw you. I'm different... dangerous. The wolf you saw in the park was someone I know."
Her mouth dropped open. "How can you know a wolf? Wha... what do you mean you're different?" She blinked and tilted her head to the side. "A werewolf?"
"Yes." I leaned forward to catch her as her body went limp, then positioned her comfortable on the couch. I grabbed a washcloth soaked in cool water and placed it gently against her forehead. It wasn't every day that someone learned that werewolves existed… or that they were pregnant by a werewolf. Maybe I should've thought this through more carefully.
Molly came to, after a few minutes, and she reached her hand up to caress my cheek. "Why didn't you tell me before?"
I shook my head. "I didn't want to scare you away." And I hadn't really thought it could be an option. Now it was since she was pregnant with my cub and my Alpha had accepted this relationship. I still needed to keep a close eye out for threats. The enforcer and his children were always looking for ways to drop me out of favor with my Alpha. It had worked before, but since I was the heir to becoming Alpha and had a cub on the way, that only strengthened my claim to the position. Maybe it wouldn't be so bad after all.
"I don't know how I'll handle school, my family, and all of this." She rested her hand against her stomach. "My parents will probably disown me when they find out."
"Maybe. Or maybe they won't. We have nine months to figure out all of that." I pulled her into my arms and held her wanting to feel her close.
She laid her head against my chest and smiled up at me. “I guess you’re right.” Her gaze lingered for a few long moments. “And I never wanted to be an accountant. I’ve always loved wolves and nature. It’s been my true passion in life, not numbers.” She laughed. “Maybe all things happen for a reason. I may or may not finish college, but I’m with you….
*****
THE END
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Chance Is Everything
By Nicole Chance
Chapter One
Trevor McGill….
His name echoed around as the limousine stopped at the curb and the chauffeur opened his door for him. The crowd of paparazzi went berserk as the six foot two, intimidating and famous industrial magnate stepped out. Trevor McGill had become a billionaire at the young age of twenty-five due to his genius investments and smart decisions. He was popularly spoken of as a man with a golden hand. He always seemed to know the company whose stocks were going to climb higher and was there to buy and profit quickly.
He was famous among the ladies due to his dark
and mysterious looks. He wasn't what a person would call gorgeous with his harsh and serious features but his tall frame was rock-hard muscle and his stride nothing less than predatory. At thirty years of age, he was the owner of a highly successful telecommunications company, a chain of five-star restaurants and clubs and other businesses spread all across the United States, with their primary headquarters located in Chicago.
Trevor looked around as the journalists asked him meaningless questions while snapping photographs from every angle possible. He never brought a date to any of these functions as the women seen publicly with him inevitably tried to manipulate and hound him for more than he was willing to give –whether it be his money or his time.
He had had no intention of attending the event until his sister had called him to ensure that he came. He had just wrapped up a meeting with his financial advisor who had been involved in stealing small amounts of money from him at different instances. The pattern had been really vague and if it hadn't been for him checking out the transactions closely, no one would have been the wiser. Trevor was disgusted by the man; he had liked him at one point, and thought of him as trustworthy.
He could anticipate the stress of going through all the accounts and finding out how much of the money had actually been stolen. The board was to be informed of the progress and the issue. Trevor loathed board meetings. He cursed the man while surveying the ballroom looking at nothing in particular.
He was just about to go find his sister and tell her that he was leaving when his eye caught a woman standing near the bar. She wasn't model-thin as most women nowadays but was as voluptuous and curvy as they came. Her lush figure was encased in a black gown that hugged her curves in all the right places. She had perked up and ample breasts that were followed by a trimmed waist and wide hips. She made a perfect hourglass and Trevor suddenly developed a great interest in her. As his eyes moved up to her face, he suddenly had a feeling that he had seen her before.
Her heart shaped face with plump lips, a symmetrical nose and large, green eyes were oddly familiar to him. Her midnight black hair cascaded down to her waist in waves while a few smaller strands caressed her neck and cheeks. She looked picture perfect standing there with a glass of wine in one hand while a satisfied and contented smile graced her lips. Trevor was unable to move his eyes and was about to walk up to her when a hand on his shoulder stopped his movement. He looked down to find his sister looking at him with amusement and a giddy happiness.
"You came!" she exclaimed, smiling widely.
"Yeah well I couldn't exactly ignore the death threat you gave me on the call." he replied in a bored voice but couldn't help an answering smile from forming on his lips.
His sister, Olivia was a small, perky and beautiful woman. She was too kind and often emotional. He was glad she had found her perfect match in Jade Hemming who was the owner of a successful shipping company while also being a very loving and doting husband to Olivia. Ever since Olivia had married, she sought to set him up with one woman or the other. That was the reason why she was always complaining about his absence in many of the functions–where he could find a potential bride for himself.
Trevor rolled his eyes at the thought. All he ever found at these events were needy, clinging and money hungry women who got dollar signs in their eyes as soon as they saw him. He knew he would die before ever getting in a relationship or marrying one of them. The thought of the women brought his mind back to the gorgeous lady he had been eyeing a few moments ago. As he turned to look for her, toward the bar again, she was gone. His eyes did a quick sweep of the ballroom but to no avail, she had completely vanished.
"What is it? You seem more distracted than usual." Olivia commented, noticing the frown between his eyes.
"It is nothing," he told her and was about to finish his explanation when he noticed the determined look enter his sister's eyes. The look meant that he was not going anywhere until he spilled.
"Well, I just found out my financial advisor has been stealing small amounts of money from me at different instances and now I don't just have to replace him but also assess the total damage I have endured." he continued. He was uncomfortable about discussing business problems with anyone else.
"That's really bad. The board would go crazy and I know how much you hate those meetings," she replied as a thoughtful look came into her eyes.
"I know someone who could help you out" she said excitedly.
Trevor didn't know what scheme made Olivia so happy, but he was relieved that she hadn't caught on to his lie of being distracted by the advisor. If Olivia had found out that he was looking for a woman, she would be on her way to find her, help them elope and then plan babies with the woman.
"You aren't even listening! I just told you the perfect solution to your problem. Celine would the best choice for you–trust me," she insisted.
"Celine Rossi? Daughter of Esteban Rossi?" he asked incredulously. Last he had heard of her, she had disappeared right after high school to complete her studies and they hadn't heard of her after that.
"Yeah, she just got back. She is working as a financial advisor now after earning her degree from Harvard. She has a sterling reputation and might even be able to set some time aside for you– if I request,” she stated with a twinkle in her eyes.
"She always was a nerd," he replied, distastefully remembering the chubby teenager who always used to act like she knew best.
"Try and be nice to her. I'll bring her by to meet you tomorrow at your office," she told him, admonishing him at his words.
“Okay, but I'm done here. I'll take my leave," he replied, turning to walk outside to his car and head home.
Chapter Two
The next morning Trevor had all but forgotten about his sister's offer when his secretary informed him about Olivia waiting outside with Miss Rossi. He requested her to let them in, as he recalled his sister telling him about Celine Rossi. He looked up as they entered and his eyes widened in shock and disbelief.
Celine Rossi was the woman he had eyed the whole time at the charity event. She was now dressed up in a knee-length, gray skirt with a white shirt tucked in. Her hair was bound up in a high ponytail away from her clear, olive skin. She looks mouthwatering in this attire, thought Trevor, while eyeing her lazily.
Celine knew Trevor McGill, not just from tabloids but also personally as they had met when she was just a teenager, and she could see he was as arrogant and angry looking as he had been back then. His looks were not that of a gorgeous man but rather tough and intense. The way his eyes had pursued her body had left a trail of heat in their wake. As she looked him in the eyes, the tension in the room suddenly escalated. She gasped as she felt a sudden, undeniable attraction to the man sitting behind the table.
"Good to meet you Miss Rossi" he greeted her in a rough voice extending a hand to her. Celine had no choice but to shake his hand and as their hands touched, she felt a shock run through her body and a knowing look come into Trevor's eyes.
She cleared her throat and greeted him back in a shaken voice. Celine hadn't been expecting such a response to Trevor. They all sat down while Olivia did most of the talking.
Olivia had already told Celine all about the fraud in the finances and how Trevor now needed to find out the extent of the damage.
"I'll be happy to help, but I will need access to all the files whenever I want," Celine spoke up.
"Anything you want Miss Rossi," replied Trevor, with a smirk.
"Okay, then I'll leave you guys to it." Celine smiled, looking at them both.
She excused herself a short while later as Trevor instructed his secretary to let Celine view all records and files regarding the business. It took all day as she went through receipts, income, expenses, and other pertinent business records. Celine was so involved in her work that she never noticed… as Trevor walked over and stood behind her chair.
He leaned in close to her ear and whispered,
"So you don't eat?" he asked softly, knowing
fair well she did. It was actually her larger-sized, curvy figure that attracted him in the first place. He’d never been much into the stick-figure, drug-addicted, thin women with fake tits who usually pawned after him. The bountiful curvaceous shape of Celine’s figure entranced him in a way that those bony women never could.
Celine startled at his soft voice came so close to her. She turned to find his face so near hers that their breath mingled.
"What do you mean?" she replied softly.
"You did not leave the office for lunch and now it's passed dinner time but you're still here." he replied while staring directly into her eyes.
"I was just working." she reasoned.
"Then you won't mind having dinner with me?" he questioned.
"There's no need of it" she answered lowering her eyes.
He raised her chin with his finger and thumb, forcing her bright green eyes to meet his.
"Oh but there is. There are a few things I need to discuss with you," he told her softly with his finger still at her chin.
"Okay then." She agreed with no reason left to object, especially if he wanted to discuss business with her. Secretly, though, a part of her deep down in her core hoped he had an interest in her that surpassed strictly ‘business.’
Chapter Three
They dined at a small Italian restaurant that had a very warm and cozy feel to it. The waiters and staff were overly friendly towards Trevor, as if they were used to his presence there. They would go to any length to kiss his ass. Celine judged from their conversation that he ate there often. Being of Italian lineage herself, she had tasted a lot of different Italian food, but she had to admit that theirs was the definitely over-the-top delicious.
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